Re-sensitized

You'd have thought by now that I'd be bored of all this rubbish removal I'm doing at the moment, but really with little else to do at the moment it's the ideal thing to fill my time - so today I am on a mission to permanently rid the house of stuff I've already deemed fit for the dump and to make some headway with the garage.

First things first and I have to make room in the car for my next load of crap, so I'm off to the dump with last nights car load fairly early - but shock of shocks I get to the dump and there's a nice notice planted on the gates saying basically they are shutting the dump down for 4 weeks from the end of this month meaning that if I want to keep up with my frenzied cleaning exercise I've only got about a week to do it.

After I've unloaded the car I then head off to the garage that repaired my car after it go smashed at new year to get the parking sensors fixed since they'd managed to forget to seal the light unit, which had let water into the cavity when the sensor unit is located and as a consequence it had shorted out and broken. I guess I was at the garage for 45 mins or so and then I'm on my way again back to the house. I think the sensors are ok, only thing I noticed was that you can get a lot closer to objects before the beeps flat line meaning you're about to hit something. I did some thorough testing of this, such as reversing up to a brand spanking new BMW and a rather dilapidated Volkswagen and yes, I'm pretty sure it gives you less warning. So I'll have to make sure I remember this in the future.

Home again and whilst the neighbour collars me to have a chat about the random car damage that was caused over the weekend to cars parked on our road (I had no idea) the clouds are gathering and there is a distinct rumble of thunder in the air, which signalled to me that I really should get the rest of the stuff in the car to take to the dump before it piddles down yet again. I'm halfway though this when strike me down with hail and brimstone the heavens open and it's like the whole of the Atlantic has suddenly been deposited in one great big splosh. I got soaked! Soaked to the point where I had to take off my clothes and put on some dry ones.... dripping wet wouldn't even begin to describe it! And the prize I got for accumulating about 10 litres of water on my person in 3 minutes was that I got all the stuff in the car - I'll do the thank you speech later ;)

I then grab some lunch and dry off a bit more then head over to the dump again and return back to the house via Halfords to pick up some bike covers (they are going into the garage when I've cleared some space).

It was with some intrepidation that I opened the garage door, and I'm glad I took the cautious route because on opening the door and flooding the garage with light I hear a skitter of many thousands of little feet and lots of very agile black blobs darting into the crevices. Urghh... makes me wanna scratch when I think about it! There are cobwebs everywhere, the back of the garage just has this veil of what I would describe as impending doom hanging from floor to ceiling and it's a good 3 foot thick too. *Shudder*. So I have to decide on my plan of attack, and with a lack of any biohazard suit to hand I decide the best option would be to start at the front of the garage and work my way back using the brush to take the cobwebs down from the ceiling first - least that way I can see whats landed on the floor rather than just waiting for some monster to pounce on me, get in my hair, crawl down my neck and then take a bite from my jugular....

I can tell you it was the longest hour of my entire life! But the stress was worth it because with out being big headed I do a fine job considering my debilitating phobia of all things spider like. I'm sure it helped with the aversion therapy ;). I've now got enough room to put the bikes at the back of the garage all nicely covered up along with Phil's ramps and spare exhaust and there is plenty of room for Phil to get his car in too, which is always helpful.

With all that done I've had enough for one day and do very little till Phil gets home and I cook tea - we then wait for the shopping to arrive, and after 5 weeks or so of not bothering with groceries there is a fair amount to pack away when it does turn up on the doorstep... what a relaxing way to spend the evening :)

Posted by Abi on the May 24, 2006 9:10 PM

sjon at May 26, 2006 7:42 AM